A Daughter's Cry (go back »)

These empty tears

Crumble down my hated face

And it bleaches a sorrow-

Full of Guilt.

You look down on me

Scream the thousand callous words

To have me vanish-

As I want to.

My skies turn gray

Dreams deflate

And soon my mind fades-

along with my soul.

With scrathes written on walls

Pictures ripped

Floor full of pieces of my cut up hair-

I am torn.

You left me a loner

In a despair room

Thats has me in its grasp-

But a plead I will not show.

So I will remain still

I will be with patience

And I will wait-

For you to listen.

In poetry